Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1887-11-19
Cumberland Female College.
Bear through sorrow, wrong and ruth,
In thy heart the dew of youth,
On thy lips the smile of truth.
By MISS LEILA MCCLURE.

AOht tlhuhSh COIIuhg NAOh6 oiN ~
In thy heart the dew of youth,
On thy lips the smile of truth.
-~LongeHow.
"Red seems to be a prevalent
Color" was remarked by bystander,
when our girls appeared last Sunday
in their uniforms.
The following is the program of
Friday evenings Recital:
Song by children.
Piano Solo, La Somnambula-Ley-
bach-Miss Simms.
Vocal Solo, Jamie Dear-Bischotf
Miss Cash.
Concert Reading, Children.
Piano Solo, Sonata No. 3-Mozart (;
a., Allegro; b, Adagio-Miss Craw-
ford, tg 1.taag
Vocal Solo, Bid Me Goodbye-Tol-
Sti-MissL Leila Mcclure.
Concert Reading, Children.
Vocal Solo, Heather Bells-How-
ard-Miss Crawford.
Recitation, Order for a. Picture
Miss Cash.
Piano Solo, Waltz, OPP. 1S-Chopin
Miss Ritchey.
we appreciated the attendance of
the High School, and also the pres
ence of other friends. & F8F.1
EDMUND SPENsER.
When the name in the caption is
presented, it carries IL back, mental
~, to the Golden Age, when English
Literature was being matured. He,
as an angel sent from Heaven, was
placed in his mothers arms during
the year 1858. He was not rocked in
the cradle of luxury, but the years
gliding on, revealed him to be as a
diamond in the crude state. Judging
from the following lines, his life, like
that of many others, was compos-
ed o~freverses and more gloomy days
than bright ones: VI.
Full little knowest that hast not tried .
What hell it is SHINING long to bide;
To lose good days that might be better spent,
To waste long nights in pensive discomfort
To speed today, to be put back tomorrow,
To feed our hope, to pine with fesr and
sorrow"
But rs gold is refined by fire, so is
the human heart, by the drops OF
rain that fall into each life, if it will
but override the dark pillows of mis-
fortune.
Spenser entered College at Cam
bridge in 1860, and remained there
seven years, receiving his degree Of
NJ. A. in 1915. After leaving college,
he resided in the northern part Of
England withsome friends. His first
efforts at poetry were not universally
admired, though they contained a
trace of genius. He labored to have
each poem excel the preceding one.
Several years did he toll without
seeming appreciation, but as often
happens to the noble and true, Provi.
dence smiled on him, in the form O.
Elizabeth's granting him over 5000
acres of land in Ireland, as a token O.
esteem for his loyalty to her.
According to promise he turned hi
back to England, his much beloved
country, to let the future unroll t.
him at Kilcolman Castle, which was
beautifully situated in a large plair
near the Mulla River. Here, were
the sparkling waves of the river
with the cheerful birds leaping from
spray to spray, as they rolled fortl
their chorals; there, the majesti,
mountains seem to rise so high as Il
be almost crowned with the ceruleal
sky. All this was beautiful, and h
enjoyed it as only II of his higl
poetic temperament could; but Meth
er was the Castle beauty nor was hi
happiness complete until he found
JAR one, who consented to aid hin
to steer the ship of life over tn
troubled deep, and carried her ther
to make perfect his happiness.
1t was here too, during such hap
piness, that he wrote his unfnishe,
allegory, "The Fairie Queene," tn
best of his productions. It is sal
that even Shakespeare wrote non
better. His descriptive powers wer
unequaled, and his poems are enjoy
ed, because no veil must be lifted t
appreciate the beauty therein.
But as Sorrow respects not mar
Spenser was pierced by his dagger
1t was during the revolution of Irt
land, when many others suffered
hat the enemy set fire to the Castle
causing Spenser and his companio
to flee for their lives, an infant to pc
ish in the flames, either because {
the great commotion, or of their il
ability to rescue it. He being in